Monster Alley

Chapter 1

Hi there! I'm CoJo! I have had this idea stuck in my head for a long time and i just wanted to get it out there! I will be adding on more frequently but I hope u enjoy! Thanks!!! :)

At first when I thought about growing up, it was about killing monsters that surrounded the entire world, lurking in the darkness. Some younger people still do. But now that I am older, I realize how wrong I had been. Monster school is not just hunting, training, and getting your grades up. It is about people turning into monsters, relationships, and friends. You never know if an old friend will visit, or maybe some family. But the most important thing about growing up, is following your destiny. As my father always said, 'If life gives you lemons, you make lemonade', famous quote from about 200 years ago.

I was five, my parents and I were living in a cozy little cottage. "Only one monster left," My father had said, "The older kids should take care of it."

"Darling," My mother had said, "Have no worries."

"Don't you worry mama." I say proudly, "But I swear I would kill myself if you died."

"Oh no you wouldn't," My father says. "You would go to the streets of the congress, and hack into our money account like we practiced."

"OK," I choked, fearing what may lie before me, "Don't worry." But as I said those words, something felt... GONE. I just didn't think that everything was really going to be ok. I looked over at my mother who was very calm as she knitted in her brown rocking chair. I looked over to my dad, who was the best at monster killing as anyone else had been.

"I'm going outside." I say, walking quickly, with my favorite doll, Lucy, in one hand and my knife in the other.

When I stepped outside, the weather was nice. The pond in my yard was calm and the old rickety steps still made that little creaking noise because it was so old. I stop walking towards the front gate. The pond was making little ripples like the ground was shaking, and my gut dropped. I slowly look up to see a monster much taller than me. I clutch my knife and hold Lucy tighter than ever. Then I scream. I scream so loud that downtown could probably hear me. But I was too late.

The monster puts it's big hairy foot over my house and I hear my mom and dad shrieking and screaming, "RUN!" But I couldn't move. I stood there wondering what my life would be like without my mom and dad. It all happen like it was in slow motion. The house was destroyed to every last detail. The pond, filled with stone. The steps wouldn't be heard again. My whole childhood flashed before my eyes. I cried while I ran, my long brown hair all in my face. My new dress was tearing at the ends.

By the time I reached downtown, I was a mess. My hair was in knots, my dress looked like I got run over by a bus, and I was mentally and physically breaking down. So I found a bench to sit on to re­think what had just happened. First off, I thought, My parents are dead. They are no longer with us. None. Nada. No more alive. They left me to hack into somewhere that I don't even feel safe going into. Lastly, I think I might just die on my own. This might just be the worst day of my life.

"Hey kid, need a ride?" Someone said, from the front seat of a taxi. I look up and almost scream out of my skull. A man with dreadlocked blue hair, tattoos all over his arms like some hippy dumpster dude, and rap music played in his car so loud, I almost had a heart attack.

"Who are you!" I scream over the loud music. He turns it off.

"Just get in the car." He says.

We drove for an hour or so, not saying a thing, and then stopped at a gate in the middle of a forest. He pressed a button and the gate opened.

"You're not a taxi driver, are you?" I ask.

"For a 5 year old, you're pretty smart." He said smiling as he drived up the hill that lead to somewhere. For a while I just sat there looking at all of the tall trees. Then I had to ask the question that had been dawning on me since the begining of the drive.

"Who are you?" I finally asked.

"Flintus. I'm you're godfather."

"Whats a godfather? How do I know that you're not taking me to a jail?"

He stopped the taxi and turned around to face me. "I'm very old Augustina, I have been around ever since the monsters were delivered onto earth by Raesa. You're mother and father were my best friends. They helped me run away from my mother and trick her into thinking I was dead." He takes a pause, "I am a monster Augustina, but a good one."

That scared me. He was a monster? What did that mean? Was he going to eat me? but he knew my parents...

"Ok," I said, "I trust you. But where are we going anyways?" "To my home." He says starting up the car again.

"Are there monsters there too?" I ask, "Or is it just you?"

"It's just me." He says, "You're aunt and uncle is coming over sometime this month, so I will have to train you lots this week. And then we will set up your bedroom..." He continued on but I had realized that I still had Lucy and my knife, which both objects I took everywhere. I looked at the knife again. Why does it feel so wrong to have this knife? I wondered. Then the pain hits me again. My parents are dead, remember! I though to myself. I look over my shoulder behind me and look at the dirt path. I open my window and look at the knife again. Daddy gave me this knife. I thought. If he's not here, why should i still have it?

I take one last look at the knife and then drop it out of the window, watching it tumble out into the mist of dirt behind us, making my heart worry even more if this was the right thing to do, and if I should have done anything at all.